Movable Type Monday: Smileys, GPS, Title Length, and More

Happy Monday, folks! This week we’ve got a handful of new plugins for you. I have not had a chance to try these personally, so if anybody has, please let us know what you think in the comments.

AutoSmileys — Sebastian BÃ¶thin has written a plugin that replaces text-based emoticons with images. The plugin comes with a default list of emoticons to replace, but you can customize that list as much as you want. And AutoSmileys can be used just about anywhere — entries, comments, pages, and more.

LimitTitle — FranÃ§ois Nonnenmacher has written two of this week’s plugins. This first one enforces a maximum length for titles on entries and pages. This is particularly useful for blog editors that need to maintain some consistency amongst their authors.

AssetDuJour — FranÃ§ois’s other plugin, AssetDuJour, helps you organize your uploaded files. Instead of all files going into a single folder, it organizes files by a date-based folder system.

MT-Twitter — Finally, this plugin from Brandon Fuller imports your Twitter posts into your Movable Type blog. While not a new plugin, the recent update was the first one in over two years. With this new version, the plugin settings are styled with the modern MT user interface. Brandon also fixed a bug with converting URLs into links.

I’d love to use MT again. I have a new domain and the blog I want to run on it. But MT seems to have so little support or community. This is the only recent support I have found for MT users. Do you know of other current resources? I used MT several years ago and loved it.

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Tell me a story,” she said, looking up at her father. He was tucking her into her pink blankets, sitting on the edge of her bed. Her dark hair, the same colour as his, was spilled out over her pillow like ink on paper.
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